Clean Slate

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Clean Slate

By

Polly Mundell

2/22/19

I'm just a girl from the natural state

Did things in life that were a mistake

Getting high and cleared the slate

Many times it was worth the wait

After time i would hesitate

Never mind that would change

Ok

Oh wait

Now it's too late

I'd clean the plate, then bake

Ok

Oh wait

This time was just too fake

For fuck sake

What was I doing in this blank space

No pace, just me and my up ranks

In life there was a job, what job?

Oh sob

Everything in my mind is just a brain fog

I would rob everything I had in life including my door knob

I felt like a slob

I would crop the things in life like they didn't matter

What's even sadder I had a ladder

That was a collateral

That was compatible with the necessities

That gave me the ability to be free

Can you see

Remember me?

I was a utility

Didn't you need me?

I guaranteed you the ability to seek what was most important

All you gave me was torment

Along with that my horn went

According to you there was assortment

To you work wasn't important

Clearly to you that wasn't absorbent

In life there was no enforcement

Clearly I knew it was all worth it

Life was fun so I didn't force it

What did you expect me to do forfit?

Obviously things were more important

But I just ignored

So what, everything seemed legit

Now is the time for reinforcements

The endorsements

That took a course with it

Life was a shame now work with it

Your collateral is intangible

Now it's on you to make it manageable

Without this it's indefatigable

Literal, visual, life is no longer invisible

Open your eyes this is your life now

Bow to your life and reap what you sow

For now things will start to show

Look at your up ranks

For fuck sake

Ok

Oh wait

Never mind that will change

Ok

Oh wait

Now it's too late

They clean the plate, then bake

Ok

Oh wait

This time was just too fake

For fuck sake

What was I doing in this blank space

No place, not me, just my up ranks

Nothings the same

It's all a shame

Forget your fame

It was all a game

They don't care nor will they

They'll have to pay

Not your pain

Just their flame

Yours will go away

Now pick up your pieces

Paint your masterpiece

Elements of life increase as bad things recede

Believe me for the best of you

Things in life you will start to peruse

Don't forget to include your faith

Now that your wide awake

You'll find your fate

Open your gate

And walk that clean slate

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